Chapter 32: In the Name of the Devil

After Kasha left the tent, Akara stood quietly for a while.

For a moment, she sighed faintly, "Andariel, get up."

A strange scene appeared.

Latis, lying in **, opened her eyes, lifted the blanket covering her body, got up, and carefully sorted out her clothes and hair, as if she was doing something very important, meticulously.

Akara looked quietly, with a faint nostalgia on her face, with thousands of emotions.

For a long time, Latis, no, Andalil finished sorting out and looked up at Akara. That kind of gaze was obvious to mean that the superiors looking at his subordinates.

After carefully looking at Akara for a while, Andalil looked for a chair and sat down. Every move of her shows incomparable nobility. Even against Latis's face, it gives people a sense of elegance and dare not look directly.

"Do you know I'm coming?" Andariel hit the wooden chair with his middle finger, "I don't think you can see through my disguise, but you dare to be alone with me on the premise that you know I'm coming."

"Akara, is it that your leadership over the years have made you proud?"

Akara smiled and found a chair to sit down and face to face with Andalil.

"No, Andalil, you're wrong."

"The reason why I face you alone without fear is that Kasha is ready, and there is a successor, and I am not afraid."

Akara's smile has a sense of relief, and her satisfaction with Kasha is beyond words, which makes Andalel a little unhappy.

"Kasha, that red-haired woman?"

"If I remember correctly, she seems to have the title of martial arts on the battlefield... It's a little interesting."

"It's a pity that the people you value can't even see through my disguise. What a pity."

"No, you're wrong again." Akara shook her head, with an angry expression on her face, as if facing a naughty child.

"The first time Cassia saw Ladis, she knew it had something to do with you."

"Maybe she didn't expect that you would be so bold to come at the expense of the source, just thinking that you were going to make another conspiracy. However, she finally saw the problem at first sight. However, this child is too soft-hearted to give up Latis's life even if there is a glimmer of hope.

"So, she came to me."

Andalil's voice rose and became sharp: "She knew it had something to do with me and sent me here. Well, it seems that the person you chose doesn't care so much about you.

"No, I'm glad." Akara smiled so much that her eyes were bent into a crescent moon and the corners of her mouth were up.

"She came with enlightenment."

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Not only waiting for her, but also waiting for you, Andalil."

"Or, Lilias."

Andalil changed in an instant, with an angry face and a high and sharp voice: "Don't call me that!"

Immediately, sensing that his emotions were out of control, Andalil closed his eyes, took a deep breath, bulged his chest and abdomen, and then slowly spit out to calm down.

She opened her blue eyes again: "Wait for me? The leader of the human race has been waiting for the Hell Devil. If this news comes out, that scene must be very interesting. Well, the turbulent negative mood at that time must have tasted good. After saying that, she put out her tongue and licked the corners of her mouth, looking like an endless aftertaste.

Akara didn't say anything, as if she was talking to herself.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. I've been waiting for you to come to me every day."

"I know, you will definitely come."

"That morning, when I saw the strange demon army outside the city, I knew that you finally came."

"It's just that Cassia hasn't made up her mind, so I'm worried and hope I can avoid you."

"However, the moment she walked in with you in her arms, I was relieved."

Andariel knocked on the wooden chair a little faster, and his chest fluctuated slightly.

"Have you been waiting for me? Ha, well, I'm sitting in front of you now. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Akara frowned slightly, but her face showed a faint confusion.

"What..."

"No, in fact, it's okay." Akara smiled with relief. It's really nothing."

"I just imagine that two people sit down, chat and talk now. That's enough."

Andalil became irritable and stood up. The wooden chair was shattered, and her calm and waveless eyes set off stormy waves. The memories that were sealed by her came like a flood, drowning her sight.

Latis's long linen hair started from the root of her hair and burned into a bright red flame, dancing without wind. On her face, strange lines began to appear, and the strong breath belonging to the hell demon Andalil filled the whole tent, and everything trembled under the terrible pressure.

"Over the years, with the help of those outsiders, the alliance has developed well." Familiar forces surged to suppress and blockade those unnecessary memories. Andariel felt a little relieved, and the momentum of the devil returned again.

"But it's a big trouble for us. Because if the human life gets better, the negative emotions will decrease, which is not good for us. Moreover, the human race is getting stronger and stronger, which is simply unbearable.

"We can't sit back and watch the human race continue to develop."

"If the usual attack does not work, then I will personally lead the army and eliminate countless human spiritual leaders."

"Dish you, Akara!"

"So, I'm here to kill you! However, you also have the capital to be proud to let a demon king kill you by himself.

"When I think of the news that you were killed by me spreading all over the first world, and countless human beings cry and despair, I am extremely looking forward to it."

"Akara, are you ready to be killed by me?"

Andalil talked about the topic of killing himself in front of him. Akara just listened with a smile and nodded occasionally, as if he was talking to his close friends about the dream hidden in his heart.

"Have you figured out how to kill me?" Akara also stood up and looked at Andal with a proud face. "If you think about it, can you tell me?"

"Or, you can do it directly."

You... Andalil's silver teeth creaked, the knuckles burst, the fists were clenched and relaxed, and finally--

Smile~!

Andalil's right hand turned into a sharp touch and stabbed it through Akala's heart.

Blood, bright red blood, hot blood, flowed out of the wound, followed the sharp touch, drop by drop on the ground, and converged into a small pool in the blink of an eye.

Andalil was stunned!

The real feeling from her right hand made her understand that this blow did pierce Akala's heart and shattered it! Moreover, Akara's ever-passing vitality also shows that he has succeeded...

But why don't you have any joy... Obviously, you have forgotten everything at the beginning!

Opposite, Acala still smiled and looked softly at Andalil.

The turbulent panic in his heart made Andalil instinctively pull out his right hand. With the strange "pull", bright red and hot blood spewed out of the big hole in Akara's heart, and the fragments of his heart were faintly visible.

Akara's body shook and was about to fall forward.

Andalil catches her, and her face is full of confusion, fear and uneasiness...

"Why don't you... avoid..." There was a blank in Andalil's head. She has been a demon king in hell for more than 100 years, commanding demons and shocking the world. She has long forgotten everything about being a human being. Suddenly, she panicked and didn't know what to do.

"Cough" Akara coughed a pool of blood and looked at Andariel's frightened child-like face, with the same expression on his face, peaceful, gentle and tolerant.

She grabbed Andalil's hands, and her pale face was soft: "Since you have become the devil, don't be as capricious as a child."

"The devil has the devil's way, and human beings have human life. Don't come to the world again."

"Live well in the name of the devil."

When the last trace of vitality escapes, Akara's smile solidifies, and the temperature of her body drops rapidly and is cold.

Andalil held Akara's body and stood quietly with his dilated pupils without focus.

Outside the tent, Cassia suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if a piece had been removed and important things were cut off.

As Akara said, although she sensed what was wrong with Latis and felt that it must have something to do with Andalil's conspiracy, she chose to send Latis to Akala for the last glimmer of hope.

And, in her heart, she felt that even if Andalil had any ulexplict conspiracy, she would definitely not be able to do anything about Akara, causing some trouble to the camp at best.

Knowing that it might cause harm to the camp or choose to do it, which conflicts with her responsibilities, so when Akara asked her if she was sure if she was psychologically prepared, Cassia replied with affirmatively.

............

Many sorrows and joys in the world often stem from wonderful misunderstandings.

............

The tent was spelled by Andalil, but she was in a distracted state and had not been manipulated, so she was torn to pieces by Cassia.

blood! Bright red blood!

The first thing reflected in Kasha's eyes is a pool of bright red, dazzlingly red and shockingly red.

Then, there is the picture of Latis holding Akara in her arms.

Latis, full of blood, emitting a strong smell of hell; Akala, has no breath, and a deep blood hole appears behind her, and the blood begins to coagulate and become cold.

In an instant, Kasha froze.

Action, sound, heartbeat, everything.

Next moment——

Ah, ah, ah, ah!!!!

Kaxia roared at the sky, and the 100-meter-long ground collapsed in an instant. Zhang Shen and other people in it seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer and all fell to the ground in a coma.

A dark shadow condensed figure appeared beside Kasha, despair, murder, regret, ferocious... Strong negative emotions turned into black smoke and rose to the sky.

The moment the dark Valkyrie appeared, it suddenly began to burn, and the black flame rose up, melted it, turned it into a ball of black mud, and fell on Kasha, wrapping her whole.

A set of black full-body armor appeared on Kasha. No, it should be said that she was stained with a thick layer of ink, and even her long flaming wine-red hair was stained with darkness that could devour all light sources, one by one, flying wildly.

An! Da! Li! Er!

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